Fire and God in the Light of Blue #7

The damp wind is not my partner.

The clay earth is not my lover.

The cat that eats eternity 

Only chews the fragments of forgotten dreams.

Dante felt the swelling fear,

But he

Like me

Was only punishing the pink softness.

Not seeing the green,

We drift


In deserts of nothing more.

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